<font color=cccccc> He dropped down beside her, bumping her shoulder with his own. "Think we'll die and then get moldy in here, and be found months later by our neighbor, Mrs. Hernandez?" He smirked a little, taking a swig of the pop, and looking about warily. He still wasn't sure about this whole thing, but he had needed a roof over his head and this was the best they could come up with so it had stuck.</font> -- Realistic Dreams : The Present : The New Home V.2

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Date Posted: 09:54:42 04/22/05 Fri
Author: Constantine
Subject: He dropped down beside her, bumping her shoulder with his own. "Think we'll die and then get moldy in here, and be found months later by our neighbor, Mrs. Hernandez?" He smirked a little, taking a swig of the pop, and looking about warily. He still wasn't sure about this whole thing, but he had needed a roof over his head and this was the best they could come up with so it had stuck.
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She arched a finely shaed brow and shrugged, reaching for her pack of smokes which were quickly diminising before slipping one between her lips, taking out the zippo that Joey had given her and lighting the cigarette. "well I know I'll be fine... you can die and go moldy if you insist." (NT) -- Nina, 10:04:17 04/22/05 Fri

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